He wonders
Does she love him
As much as he loves her
The suspension
Awaiting her phone call
Is killing him
The phone rings
And he picks it up
Catches his breath
And says "Hello"
All he hears is
"I don't love you"
Her words echo in his ears
"I don't love you"
"I don't love you"
It's a mixture of pain,
Anger, and sadness
He's torn apart
Try to pick up the pieces
Of a broken heart
Where does he go from here?
He's heard all he needs to hear
So he hangs up
Throws the phone down
And collapses on the floor
All the time he spent with her
She didn't care
All the things he did for her
She didn't care
He gave her kisses
And she gave him a dagger
Straight through the heart
It's a mixture of pain,
Anger, and sadness
He's torn apart
Try to pick up the pieces
Of a broken heart
Where does he go from here?
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